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The American Way Lyrics

I went from irrelevant to real and now you know what I'm about
To where my story starts from how the f**k it come about
Where'd I get my heart from? Defiance in my arteries
There's giants in my neighbourhood, the violence is a part of me
Silencers on shotties while Illuminati's eying me
The future's in my palm, this is who it is that I will be
It's intuitive probably, I just knew that it gotta be
My come down and paranoia's like I'm through with a robbery
I came through with the mob with me, my brothers are gangsters
For real f**k the pinstripe suits, we shoot to kill
I ain't no guinea driving around in a Coupe de Ville
I'm an Irish alcoholic staring with the ruthless grill
I been around the world from the rhymes that my hands wrote
Fiends shooting dope in their veins cause they can't cope
I read the letters from the prisons that my mans wrote
And screamed the pain in my life from my d*** throat
Cause I am

[Chorus]

No superstar, no father figure
I keep it simple for you, it ain't hard to figure
I shouldn't have to scream and shout
To get my point across, when I was young this is what I dreamed about
Crispy benjamin bills and heroin, hey
Code of silence, violence never could say
Fly ho sucking me off every day
f**k the world, this is just the American way

[Verse 2]

Rosary beads hang from my neck, sixes on my dice repeatedly
With Jesus and Judas at the Last Supper
They're both starting to eat at me
I started bogarting the scenery when nobody believed in me
My friends are ODing and leaving me
People are p***y pushing me over the edge perceiving me evilly
Even if I deceivingly mean to be mean, it's all meaningless
And I'll be locked in a six by eight box as a genius
If the genie is coming out the lamp three wishes
Then I ask first to stop being so vicious
Remember back when I was broke and cleaning those dishes
For five bucks an hour, all I wanted was power
Number two, I wish that I could be understood
It's time to be before I'm six deep under dirt
Under but finally cause I'm a piece of s**t
I got plenty of people reminding me
I have visions that you gotta be blind to see
My third wish is for my son to be a champion
And see the light when the world's dark and the lamp is dim
He can't be me and thank God that I can't be him
Let him know who loves him, this is what I was then
[Chorus]
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A World with No Skies (2010)